Life is as usual after the Dragon Boat Festival. Yang Tian’s newly built house looks the same day. The exterior tiles have been laid, and the rest is the interior decoration. According to Yang Tian’s idea, the house decoration is as simple and generous as long as it is done. In the morning, Yang Tian received a call from the village chief uncle as soon as he finished exercising.

"Hello Xiaotian? I am your uncle Yang Chunyin, have breakfast?" the village chief said on the phone.

"Uncle, village chief, why did you call me so early? You haven't had dinner yet!" Yang Tian replied, wondering strangely, why did the village chief call me so early?

"Then after breakfast, take some time to come to my place. Uncle has something to talk to you!"

"Okay, I'll come over after breakfast."

The village chief’s uncle’s home is separated from his own house by a hillside. After Yang Tian finished breakfast at home, he hurried to the village chief’s uncle’s home in a short-sleeved dress.

As soon as I arrived at the village chief’s uncle’s courtyard, I heard the uncle’s greeting: “Xiaotian, sit in there quickly.”

Yang Chunyin looked at Xiaotian in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face. Since Xiaotian returned home to farm, this village has undergone great changes. People who used to play mahjong rarely play mahjong now. Even if they want to play, they just have fun, and they are no longer as many as before. If a few people meet and sit together, they are all about eels and discussions about breeding technology. Even those who do not raise eels are working hard to learn breeding technology and find a way out.

For example, Yang San at the head of the village, used to be lazy and often did not do his job. Last year, when Xiaotian saw that he raised eels to make money, he was also very excited and borrowed several thousand yuan from his friends to do some local chicken breeding. At first, his chickens died every now and then, causing Yang San to go around in a hurry. When he saw him, he had a pale face and skinny skin and messy hair, and he looked like a beggar who had not taken a shower for more than ten days. Later, when Xiaotian found out, he took the initiative to help him solve the condition of the chickens and explained the breeding techniques to him from time to time. He walked to see him two days ago. There were more than a thousand local chickens, and he grew up fat and energetic.

Yang Tian looked at his uncle's greeting and his pace increased a little more. When he came to the house, before he could sit down his butt, Yang Tian hurriedly asked, "Uncle, what's the matter with me?"

"No hurry, no hurry! Come and drink a little water first." Yang Chunyin handed the tea and said slowly.

Hey, what's this today? I used to be quite straightforward, why is this mother-in-law and mother like today? I took the tea with my hands, and then said resolutely: "Uncle, don't sell me the crown. Just tell me if you have anything to do!"

"This, this, Uncle Xiaobao wants you to be the village chief! Are you willing?"

This sentence has been in Yang Chunyin's heart for a long time! As he gets older, he feels more and more unable to do so as the village chief. Xiaotian is a good guy. He has watched him grow up since he was a child, and he does not lie or lie. He is also a college student with knowledge. Now he passes on the skills of making money to villagers in the countryside.

I have been in debt to the countryside over the years, and I have not been able to help everyone get rid of poverty and become rich, so that everyone can live a happy life. Now that I am old, I have no passion to lead everyone to live a good life and a good life. At this time, I should find a good village chief for the village and let him lead everyone to continue to move forward and continue to live a better life tomorrow.

Xiaotian Wuyi is the best candidate. He is young, down-to-earth in doing things, kind-hearted, and knows many ways to get rich. He also feels at ease when he handed over the village to Xiaotian. As long as Xiaotian nods, he should help Xiaotian fight for it if he doesn't want to give up his face.

"Be, be the village chief?" Yang Tian's tone was a little confused. Is this true just now? It shouldn't be true, maybe it was because he heard it wrong.

"Yes, if you are willing to be the village chief of our village, I will go to the town mayor tomorrow." Yang Chunyin affirmed.

"This, this..." I really didn't dare to think about this. Seeing my uncle's serious look, Yang Tian knew that his words were true. My uncle was a village chief for many years and never made any mistakes. Why did he suddenly ask himself if he wanted to be a village chief? Yang Tian couldn't figure it out, nor could he figure it out. He touched his head with his hands and stared at the other party with his eyes. He wanted to see what the uncle was doing.

"What this is this! You kid can't say a word of willingness or unwillingness, it's so anxious." Yang Chunyin looked at Yang Tian anxiously and grabbed Yang Tian with his hands and said. Are you willing or unwilling? You have to give someone a word. What this is this! If you are willing, you are willing, and if you are unwilling, you are unwilling. There is so much nonsense.

Also, do you know how much effort I have used to say this? I didn’t even think about climbing up by myself, but I wanted to give up my position to you. Wouldn’t I be embarrassed? If you didn’t see that you are capable, I wouldn’t want me to give up this position.

Yang Tian quickly broke away from his uncle's hand and smiled embarrassedly. It was not that he didn't say it, but that this incident happened too suddenly. It was like walking alone on the street, and then he ran over to ask you if you want money. It was the same as if you had to start with your words. You must at least have a beginning, and then others will understand what you mean. If you don't ask anything, just say you are willing to be the village chief? What will others answer? Others will also wonder if they have offended you when they have offended you, for fear that you will speak in the opposite direction.

Even if you don’t think so, then you have to give others some room to consider. Ask a question and then you want to get the answer. Is this a little too fast? It’s a little bit too easy for people to ease it? Being a village chief is not a trivial matter, and it also takes time to think about it. Why are you anxious?

Yang Tian looked at his uncle's anxious look and said slowly, "Uncle's business is not a trivial matter. If you want me to be the village chief, you have to explain the matter! Otherwise, what do you want me to think? I was wondering if it was the slander you said just now!"

When Yang Chunyin heard this, he slapped his head with one hand. "Hey, look at my mouth. Oh my god! You should understand the reason why I called you here today! Since you came back in the past few months, our village has been going on every day, getting better and better. I am so happy to be the village chief! But these days I suddenly realized that I am really old and many things cannot catch up with this society, so I wonder if I can find a village chief in the village who can bring everyone rich. I think you are the most suitable one after another. Everyone in the village believes in you and is willing to listen to your guidance. So I'm just calling you to discuss this?"

Listening to the uncle's words, Yang Tian felt a little more real. Everyone knows that the affairs in the village are convinced because they can guide them to get rich and make money, which has nothing to do with the village chief. This is just a kind of trust and trust for everyone. Only when what you say is helpful to them will they believe you.

Besides, is the village chief really that easy to be? I know that although I am a little confident now, the scholarly aura in my bones is still very strong. How can a person who doesn’t even have a majesty manage other people and how can everyone truly convince themselves? True obedience and recognition?

I still have many shortcomings, and I really don’t dare to delay others’ time. Moreover, there are ponds, laboratories, orchards to be managed, and I have to go out to find necessary endangered species. How can I have time to manage the village? Then, let alone everyone, I will not go too far.

Even the village chief is still an official, and he is just an official career. There are too many intrigues in the officialdom. I am afraid that before I leave this county, I will be sacrificed by the interests of those people before I leave the county. Who doesn’t know the darkness of the officialdom, why should I go to this dirty water?

Yang Tian analyzed the situation bit by bit, and the expression on his face was sometimes happy and sometimes sad. He found many reasons to refuse, but he couldn't even explain it himself. The career path was not something that a rural person could touch. He should be a commoner and a small farmer who farmed in science and technology. This is what he should do and the goal he should catch up with.

"Uncle, don't look for me now. You know, I'm a college student who has just graduated for a while, and I know something about books. I really can't do this for being a village chief. Besides, you're still so young, and I'll try to train for one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight years! Is there anything else to do with my uncle?" Yang Tian said hurriedly with a smile.

"It's nothing!" Yang Chunyin, who was fooled by Yang Tian's long list of numbers, didn't know what was going on, but when she heard Yang Tianwen, she answered without thinking.

"Uncle, you are busy. I'll leave first if you have nothing to do!"

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared. Seeing Yang Tian running out, Yang Chunyin wondered why Xiao Tian left? Think about the plot of Yang Tian just said, ah! I was fooled by this kid.

Yang Chunyin, who had just stood up, sat down again. After thinking about it carefully, what Xiaotian said makes sense. This officialdom is like a battlefield, and the disputes in it are more complicated than the ballistics fired by the bullet. Think about it, can you tell which one shot at you on the battlefield? Only one of the thousands of bullets was shot, and only one was the murderer who killed you, but he couldn't hide it. It was more satisfying to fire a cold gun than Minglai.

The officialdom is even more complicated than this battlefield. Not only did he fire a cold gun, he also buried mines to imaginary enemies, making you unable to guard against it. Xiaotian is right. Even a small village chief cannot avoid the customs. One year I didn’t give gifts to the GRD mayor, and I didn’t invite these GRDs to dinner that year. I made all of them and had to entertain you with a rich hospitality. If I were not satisfied, he would bury a mine for you and say something. Then my little village official might have come to an end.
Chapter completed!